Hard to believe we have someone in the seat of power who daily insists on showing us his hate for this country. Tell me, those of you who did, why did you vote for this hatemonger?

A poem about wanting more than what you have or not having the right person.

A free form prose exploring lost love, new love and self loathing.

There is nothing worse; I would rather have AIDS and Cancer. No one has it worse; I would rather be a starving child in Africa.

There is no stopping the end…

I don’t belong anywhere, and I never will.

The torture of addiction and depression.

In Class sometimes you can only hope to imagine that the teacher looked better.

Matter of opinion.

A poem of fear…
Fearing that one cannot fear you
fearing that you are losing repectability.